Spice 1 - Give The 'g' A Gat Lyrics

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[Frank J]

Frankly forty-seven for the nine-fo' fuckin' him up

Recruit when I rap like that with a funky rhyme flow

And if you can't feel me then just kill me for this weak shit

Oh no, never that, ohh I finna freak this

So peep this corner risin' game I finna spit

And if you still can't feel me then I might have to spit a zip

Cause niggas like me be breakin' a bitch

Rippin' and strivin' a person could of been much more worse

Per man with the man even the man they live in a hearse

Cause I would've murdered first

Livin' a fast life stickin' up tricks, kickin' at nigga's dolls

All those who oppose to the Fac they will be disposed

Openin' up your motherfuckin' chest with one of these hollow tips

It'll be whistlin' Dixy to your ass when this hollow hit

[Chorus: Spice 1]

Nik-nak paddy wack, give a G a gat

Whippin' up on that ass it's the 187 Fac

Nik-nak paddy wack, give a G a gat

Whippin' up on that ass it's the 187 Fac

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[187 Fac]

Here comes a nigga like the coolest out to get respect and snappin' necks

Creepin' with the Tech a nigga known to leave a bloody mess

The sickest motherfucker with the loadest clip

And ready to empty the clip into the hip of the nigga talkin' shit

I gots to creep low and stay low and let these motherfuckers know

When the Tech's? a nigga hates to see the murder show

The figgity Fac is in the fuckin' house and that's the fuckin' truth

Now tell me how it feels to be that one eighty seven fuckin' proof

Sittin' on the roof with my Tech-Nine bustin' for my help

With so many shots in your ass I'll make the fuckin' clip melt

[Spice 1] ([?] (who?) since you ready to blast nigga

Get on the mic and put a cap in that ass)

[187 Fac]

I'm raisin' niggas up off they feet, six deep drivin' taxi

Never known for pushin' crack and re-askin' causin' headaches in your

Family

Baggin' up my rocks makin' money, niggas can't fade the 187 Faculty

We be pumpin' thug niggas extra clip, bill is fill to his capacity

Makin' stacks of g's ain't no turnin' back

Sippin' on some new Con Jack I watch my old gat

Into beat you to retaliate you fucked

Suckin' up? from inside your fuckin' casket is your next lunch

So hear the church bells jingle, I'm comin' out the gut strapped

Raunchy black like the season [?]

With the blower burnin' gun smoke my self defence

And greedy grease and bloody feet will left the evidence

It's pitiful, I'm smokin' on some wonderful shit

Gonna have you rollin' with your strap bustin' caps in your vehicle

[?] act, representin' the haystack

Quick to fill my pockets with your cash and bust a cap in that ass nigga

[Spice 1]

Hahahahaha, beeatch! You're just a thing of the past

Too many motherfuckin' caps in that ass nigga

[Chorus: Spice 1]

Nik-nak paddy wack, give a G a gat

Whippin' up on that ass it's the 187 Fac

Nik-nak paddy wack, give a G a gat

Whippin' up on that ass it's the 187 Fac

Nik-nak paddy wack, give a G a gat

Whippin' up on that ass it's the 187 Fac nigga

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